I have a piece of land in my hand

"Selling watermelons! Big and sweet watermelons!"

"Let's take a look, take a look! No money, no money!"

In Xuxian County in July, the sun was blazing, and the hot air waves rolled on the pitch-black asphalt road.Pedestrians walked in a hurry, basically wiping their sweat while holding umbrellas.

By the side of this fairly popular street, Chen Fan yelled vigorously, waving a fan from time to time to drive away flies.

At five or six in the morning, he rode a tricycle to set up a stall here. After half a day, he sold less than 20 watermelons. Compared with yesterday's harvest, today's business is a bit bleak.

The hot weather made most people afraid to go out. Chen Fan had already seen several people coming to him to buy watermelon, but he only paused for a few seconds before being driven away by the sun.

"This horrible weather is too hot! It also makes people live!"

Guru Guru took a big sip of water, Chen Fan squatted on the curb by the side of the road, wiped the bead of sweat on his forehead, and felt anxious.

According to the current progress, the watermelon that has not yet been picked from the ten acres of land in the family may not be sold. You can only give a part of it to relatives and friends, and use the rest as fertilizer to nourish the seedlings of the next season.

It is impossible to make money. I hope to lose a little bit now.

As a college student who emerged from the ivory tower in the new era, Chen Fan carried his dreams and worked hard to persuade his parents to start a planting business with a few acres of fertile land at home and plan to start his own business.

It is also building greenhouses and purchasing new varieties of melon seeds. It has invested 50,000 to 60,000 yuan in the ocean, and now it is worth three thousand dollars.

That's right, only three thousand!

Chen Fan felt that he was not a normal backer, and he finally came out to start a business, just in time to catch up with the flood of watermelons... In May, you can sell a 20 cents watermelon per catty, but now fifty cents per catty is too expensive. .

The thought of going home to face his sad parents makes him feel uncomfortable.

"Hey...I knew this would be the result, so I might as well go out to work!"

Chen Fan squeezed his fist and thumped a big round watermelon by his feet bitterly. He regretted that he had used his anger at the beginning and his dream of getting rich was not achieved. Instead, he took a few of his family's property into the water and smashed it. .

"Mad, it's annoying to see watermelon now!"

Looking at the big watermelon at his feet, Chen Fan kicked it out without being angry.

Bang!

The watermelon knocked on a sharp rock with a crisp explosion sound, breaking into two pieces.

"Ding~Congratulations on getting the Super Landlord System~"

"The system is binding! Please wait!"

The sudden sound in his mind made him fall to the ground with fright, scrawling to his feet, and looked around.

"Is it because heatstroke has hallucinations?"

Chen Fan observed suspiciously for a long time, and after confirming that no one was talking to him, he didn't care too much and continued to sell watermelons.

Perhaps it was the sudden explosion of the watermelon and the shattered red melon flesh that attracted the attention of the pedestrians on the street, and the business was much better.

Until the sunset went down and the sunset was high, Chen Fan successfully sold out all the watermelons in the tricycle carriage and replaced them with a stack of fragmentary banknotes.

"Hey..."

Chen Fan grinned silly, and clicked with his drooling finger. A total of one hundred and seventy-six yuan, not bad, at least today's task is completed.

Riding a tricycle along the dirt road in the country, he just came home when he happened to ran into his parents who were also selling watermelons.

Father Chen Honglei and mother Shen Hong are working employees of the steel factory, but they have asked the factory for leave these days to help their son sell watermelons at home.

The old couple did not ask for less leave this year, and the factory leaders have long been upset, and their wages have been deducted.

When Chen Fan heard his parents complain that the line length of the production line was greedy and gave too many gifts, he didn't take it seriously. He felt that when the business was done, this little money would naturally be made back, and he would let his parents resign. Living in comfort at home, fishing and playing cards every day, happy like a fairy.

Now, the cold reality beat him mercilessly on the face, telling him that it was whimsical and purely thinking too much.

In the evening, Shen Hong made his son’s favorite braised pork ribs. Chen Honglei drank two glasses of wine with a smile. The family was talking and laughing, and enjoyed it all.It’s just that Chen Fan knows that when he sleeps, his parents start to worry again and help him figure out how to tide over the difficulties in front of him...

The cold moonlight fell on the ground, and there was a little coolness in the breeze.

Standing by the small river outside the backyard, Chen Fan looked at the watermelon greenhouse that was dimly white under the moonlight, and silently took out a cigarette and stared at the night in a daze.

A year after graduation, he hadn't learned much about other skills, but the technique of smoking was familiar, and the cigarette box had become a must in his pocket.There is no way, too much pressure, too much trouble, I have to find something to release.

Just as he was halfway through smoking, a clear and audible reminder sounded suddenly in his mind.

"Ding~Super landlord system binding successfully~"

"The visual interface is open!"

I rely on!

Chen Fan shook his hand with fright, half of the cigarette fell directly, and the cigarette butt burned on his bare big toe, making him jump high with pain.

"This...what's the situation?"

In the center of his sight, a huge interface popped up inexplicably, displaying a lot of weird data, and in the upper left corner there was a photo of him that he had never taken before.

"Dazzled?"

Chen Fan rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the tears came out, but he could still see the interface.

"What is it... it won't disappear forever..."

The sudden emergence of supernatural phenomena made him shiver abruptly, praying not to be an alien trick, if he was kidnapped, it would be too sad.

But as soon as the thought of'disappearing' came out, the interface in front of him disappeared after a swipe.

When he fantasizes about the interface again, it will appear again.

After several trials, Chen Fan suppressed his heavy breathing and reminded himself not to scream loudly.

He knew that he'won the prize'!

Super landlord system?

He usually reads novels, he knows what the system is.

That's the bug of Diaosi counterattack, the golden finger of the waste wood being on top of the world!

How to say something...Oh, yes!

The system is in hand, I have the world!

A promotion is not a dream, a raise is more successful!Become the general manager, become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life!

Think I'm a little excited!

Ahem... But then again... God chose him because he is a hanging silk???

by!

No way!

Yamei!